Today was yet another beautiful day in the neighborhood.  I got in a couple of laps around the block and took C for a romp in the park.  The romp was not particularly long and we were nearly attacked by someone's ill-trained dog.  Then, when we got back to my car, someone had put a sticker on the side of it.  Luckily it came off without ruining the paint.

It's funny that just as I was thinking to myself, "Oh, it's not so bad here.  There are things to do on a nice day," I get reminded of why I spend every day frustrated.

It's a real shame.

We're back home now playing video games.  Maybe another day will be more productive.